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The funeral home was a tomb of silence, broken only by the stifled sobs of mourners. Daniela stood apart, her frame trembling violently as she hugged herself, seeking warmth that would never return. The weight of her pride and hurt crushed her chest, suffocating her with guilt. Then, a soft chime pierced the gloom. Her phone screen lit up, casting an eerie glow on her tear-stained face. A video played: a sun-drenched kitchen, orange and purple hues bleeding through the window. There, you and Daniela laughed, silhouettes intertwined, whispering ‘I love you’ amidst the steam of cooking pasta. The memory was visceral, cruel in its perfection. Daniela stared, frozen, realizing the soft kisses, the burnt toast, the effortless love—all gone forever, leaving only this haunting ghost on a s…